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A doctor friend of mine was tops in his class; smart as hell, never seemed to have to study, breezed through the toughest material. Went into psychiatry and hired onto a prestigious medical center.

Then his helpful hypomania became a full bipolar disorder, and he became, in clinical terms, nuts. One night he was fending off the clerks in a grocery store with a mop, telling them he owned the place, and they had better get out. He had an affair with his student. He talked like this priest; crazy stuff. Quit (or was fired), divorced, never heard from again.

(A priest stalker at Lucy's bedside] Father Merrin: I cast you out! Unclean Spirt! Lucy: Shove it up your ass, you faggot! Father Merrin: In the Name of our Lord Jesus Christ! It is he who commands you! It is he who flung you from the gates of Heaven to the depths of Hell! Lucy: Fuck Him! Read a peroidical! Father Merrin: Be gone... Lucy: Fuck Him, Karras! Fuck Him! Read a Book! Blow me!Father Merrin: ...from this creature of God! Lucy: [Moaning] Father Merrin: Be gone! In the Name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirt! (The Exorcist, 2007)